Being rather hermited in western Minnesota, I haven't heard anything of 9/11 today. In fact, while I had been thinking about doing a 9/11 post about 2 days ago, it wasn't until I read Poodles' blog mentioning it that I actually thought of it today. That has more to do with my incredibly odd schedule. I am forever misplacing days of the week and not knowing for sure if yesterday was Monday or Thursday.
9/11 is one of those days that gets burned into your memory rather deeply. When I first got an inkling that something was wrong, I was taking a 10 minute break from schooling the kids and called my Mom at work. She was surprised to hear from me and asked if I was watching the news. I said, "No, Mom it's the middle of our school day, why would I have the tv on?" She said, "Don't you know?" "Know what?" "We've been bombed. I've got to go, just watch the news."
wtf??? Who's been bombed? Who would bomb Montana? Or maybe the telephone cooperative she was working part time for?
So I flipped the tv on and there was Dan Rather with two smoking buildings behind him. Holy shit the twin towers!!!! It was like some twisted scene out of that goofy movie from the late 70's Towering Inferno.
I sat in the corner of the couch with my arms wrapped around my knees and stared in disbelief at the tv for the rest of the morning. I was completely shocked and couldn't believe what I was seeing. And then the buildings came down one after the other.
I was fairly certain the world as I knew it would never be the same again.
The more I've learned about that tragic day, the more I am convinced that the world was never quite what I thought it was.
9/11. For all the innocents who died that day- you are not forgotten.